...
i have loved many things.
like the clouds in the scorching summer heat,
and rain that freezes the skins;
the scent of cool autumn breezes,
and the gentle softness of the earth during spring;
the cosiness of a convenience store at the dead of night;
the slight chill in the air after school;
the smell of the blackboard duster;
the roar of a faraway truck;
echoing deep in the night...
and i wanted us to experience them together, always.
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